Even when your bones don’t make a sound
There can be pain with every movement
Like a dream-scream in the night
So you owe it to yourself to cry

Even when the surface is still
There can be hell below many fathoms
As killers and prey moan and sigh
So you owe it to others to cry

Just don’t make the world
Run along tag along run along
Asking why why why why why
Surrender to the pain and cry

Even when the bulb is out in the darkest room
There can be power raging at full flow
Like a promise to always stay nearby
So you owe it to the faithful to cry

Even when the serpent is coughing up whispers
There can be a deep knowing and steady nod
Like currents of resoluteness never deny
So you owe it to your calling to cry

Just don’t make the world
Run along tag along run along
Asking why why why why why
Surrender to the pain and cry